I decided this morning that I would kill.
I will take a rifle and shoot from the balcony.
XHH: I got it.
I have already agreed on the rifle.
XHH: At least one of the exact ones.
HHH: They were completely overwhelmed.
The damned pigeons don’t sleep.
Wake me up at 5 in the morning.
From the pneumatics, I will shoot the loudest, maybe the rest will be smarter.

I don’t have to :)
The pigeon – the bird of the world

These birds of the world mocked me 250 kg of shit on the balcony, made a nest, arranged songs, dances, orgies. It is war. I chase them every morning, but these goats flying away five meters away, sit on the roof roof and wait for me to leave, and then again sit on the balcony edge and begin to rumble like a tractor division of Belarus MTZ-82!